Time to spit and bust rhymes and lift ya spirits up to the fucking sky switch it to fifth gear now they can't mirror us ima make em cry like they've been hit with tear dust I ain't grime but every line is wierd stuff to make ya fears disapear and clear up teach yas not to snap under pressure never give up who gives a fuck what ya peer does cheer up steer in the right direction hik ups can happen but your here now here for the fun and teardrops fuck distractions years have had me rapping and I'm im skilled bruv it's my passion to kill punks mashing back an forth for the real ones im just trying to feel real love time doesn't heal nothing much I'm still cunning uphill running wondering when will the film stop I want u to feel hip hop and im born from a rock gypsy wearing redsocks my head never stops more deeper thoughts than some bedrock I wreck boom bap on a boombox so entangled like dreadlocks bars thatll chop ya head off splattering red stuff I'm using music to boost like I set off bombs yes I'm the Teflon don I'm giving my best off my best shot cos I never said what I wanted and let my head rot so fuck everyone I'm never done I'm a gun a weapon I'm the son of leD zepplin Stevie Knicks with a ton of affection mellissa ethridge head is in check medicine ready sending my message handling this melody fan of melochony hand me a pan of chronic I need I grand so I can release a demonic beast upon yas feast upon yas i mean it im a freak up on it I'll leach up on this scene like an evil grommit depression wrecks my head so this is my release from it I focus on the beats and keep on it this should be my job so I can hire guys to mc for me i see glory look at me im spitting my story and I'll be emceeing when im 400 nothing can stop me life is important I wont play victim but the world is slaughtered I put words together cos my mind is distorted talking about funds for my son's and daughters Im rising like the son from the water on the horizon a glimpse in the corner of your eye withstood